Big Things, Small Things

Many of the authors I know spend their launch days hopping from one online event to another. Me? I took my kayak to the lake just up the road from my parents’ house. I felt kind of weird about it, actually. Like maybe I was Doing Things Wrong. But I also looked at my calendar…

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Things You Might Not Know About Me

1. I once played my flute on Circular Quay in Sydney, Australia. (See the opera house behind me?) 2. I was once locked in a coffin. (It was for a play called “You Didn’t Say It Was Haunted.” That play was where I learned that an introvert can actually scream in front of a lot…

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Of Walking Bean Fields And Mowing Lawns, and Teaching Kids A Work Ethic

There’s a repertoire of “farm kid” stories that country kids have to have: loading, unloading and stacking straw and hay bales is on the list (check), and some great animal stories that are not universally appropriate to share (check). For a lot of people, detassling corn is one of Those Stories. I never did that,…

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In Which Julianna And I Find Something In Common

I was nine years old the year I discovered figure skating. That was the year Katarina Witt won the gold medal at the Sarejevo Olympics, and it was my first fandom. In retrospect, I think what I loved most about her was the fact that she served as a mirror for me, or rather a…

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Sibling Love?

“I’m sure you know this already,” said Julianna’s teacher, sitting in our living room on Saturday morning, “but…Julianna is just so sweet.” Christian and I exchanged a glance and chuckled, because we hear it all the time. In fact, he’d heard it from the counselor at her school just a couple of days before. And…

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Four Kids, One Cousin and Two Farms in Seven Quick Takes

(The world’s all-time record for a long blog post title?) ___1___ I practiced flute for half an hour in my bedroom at my parents’ house yesterday. Now, if you’re much of a musician you probably know that not all rooms are equal. Acoustics make playing in some rooms a pleasure and in others a chore.…

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What I Learned About High School After Twenty Years

It was quite a weekend. On Saturday I found out two of my articles had won awards, the scales tipped at pre-pregnancy weight, and we went to my twenty-year high school reunion. I’ve been anticipating this event ever since Christian’s reunion last fall. And several years before that, actually. But as the time grew close,…

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Mentor

She was young and pretty and sweet, and from the first day she stood up in front of my sixth grade class, I adored her. I was at the height of my awkward stage, my self-esteem slipping on the shifting sands of hormones and changing social requirements. I didn’t fit in with my peers, whose…

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